return with a song

Living in such a rhythm, Su Yu sometimes almost forgets that she is in Chaoge, not the real world, until the day when Li Changan takes a plane to go abroad.Song Qiu took Su Yu to see him off, the whole process was very smooth, Song Qiu seemed to have no problem, but Su Yu still felt that his mood was not right.

When going back, Song Qiu told Su Yu that he wanted to paint, so he wanted to go to the flower and bird market to buy some flowers. Su Yu was a little surprised why Huahua bought flowers, but felt that he didn't know much about it, so he didn't ask further.After buying the flowers, Song Qiu told Su Yu that he would go back first and not go back to school. Su Yu also knew that Song Qiu had a house outside and knew that he was in a bad mood at this time, so he didn't bother anyone else to go back to school. School is gone.

However, Su Yu didn't see Song Qiu for several days, which is a bit abnormal, because Su Yu has met him almost every day since he met Song Qiu. They both feel that the two are very destined, and Su Yu is easy to accept, so the two will often be together.It has been three days now, and I haven't met Song Qiu at school, so Su Yu decided to go to the place where he lives to find him.

"Knock knock, knock knock", the rhythmic knock on the door lasted for a while before Su Yu saw the door was opened.

"Why are you here?" Song Qiu asked with a sunny smile.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, so I want to come over to see what you are doing. I haven't seen anyone for such a long time." Su Yu responded with a smile.

"Come in and tell me, I've been busy drawing pictures these days, so I haven't been to school much."

"Painting? But it's the exam week. I know you said you want to paint, but I didn't expect you to paint for so long. What kind of painting is it? You put so much effort into it."

"Come in first, and then we'll talk about painting." Su Yu said hello and came in.

Although I have been to Song Qiu's residence before, every time I come here, Su Yu feels strange. There is no other reason. Song Qiu often pastes his paintings all over the walls, and will replace them with new ones after a while to serve as wallpaper. The paintings never lasted more than a week, and it is the same now. The paintings on the walls this time are very different from the ones I saw on the last visit.

Seemingly used to Su Yu's surprise, Song Qiu didn't say anything, but led Su Yu into his studio.After Su Yu entered, he was attracted by the sunflowers painted by the painter at first sight.Everyone said that Van Gogh's sunflowers were the best, and Su Yu felt very alive even without animation.But looking at Su Yu's paintings, I felt the opposite.

The whole picture made Su Yu feel as if it was being torn apart. The whole picture was divided into two parts, usually full of sunshine and warmth, while the other half was full of dark clouds and heavy rain.What made Su Yu even more surprised was that the sunflower flowers were not facing the sunny half, but the rainstorm half.

"Are you letting the sunflowers bear the baptism of wind and rain?" Su Yu looked at the painting and said to Song Qiu, "If that's the case, you managed to make me remember it."

"Don't you think sunflowers that betray the sun look better?" Song Qiu looked at his painting and said meaningfully.

Su Yu didn't realize the meaning of Song Qiu's words, but the palette next to the easel caught his attention.Not only the color palette, but also the petals scattered beside it, which looked like they had been crushed by heavy objects, but Su Yu didn't see anything like that.It may be that it fell on the ground and was accidentally crushed by something like a table and chair. Although it was strange, Su Yu didn't care too much.

"Would you like to try painting by hand? Although I haven't reached the skills to teach others, it should be possible to teach people with zero foundation." Song Qiu saw that Su Yu was looking at the painting tools curiously, so he proposed.

Su Yu wanted to refuse, but it was hard to think of what to say for a while, so she nodded and agreed. "Okay, then you can teach me, but don't laugh at me if I don't draw well."

"No, if you don't draw well, it must be because I didn't teach you well. How could I laugh at you?" Song Qiu laughed.

After speaking, the two began to teach and learn together.Song Qiu took another piece of drawing paper and put it on the easel. He picked up the previous painting Sunflower and put it beside him.Su Yu watched Song Qiu pick up the paintbrush. His hands were not as clean as before. They seemed to be stained with paint and hadn't been washed off.

"It's really rare. I used to see that your hands were clean after painting, and I thought you wouldn't get paint on it. Now it seems that you can!"

Song Qiu's hand holding the paintbrush paused, leaving a mark on the drawing paper.Then I modified it as if nothing happened, "No, I will also be stained with paint, but I washed it off with a special method."

Su Yu didn't continue to ask, because Song Qiu asked him to pick up the paintbrush and continue on the previous basis. "Just draw whatever you want. Draw whatever you think of. If you really don't want to draw, I don't mind writing a few words. I'll go out to buy some things first, and you just wait for me at home." Hearing Song Qiu's words , Su Yu nodded to him to show that he understood.

After Song Qiu went out, Su Yu continued to smear casually for a few times and was unwilling to continue. For a while, he felt that there was nothing to do, but the upbringing of the family did not allow Su Yu to mess around in other people's homes, so Su Yu was in the studio. Look at Song Qiu's previous paintings.Although I've seen it before, but it's just a glimpse, this time is just a good time to take a closer look.

Thinking like this, Su Yu casually picked up the clothes he thought were the most pleasing to the eye. This painting is a starry sky and the Milky Way. There are people lying on the ground quietly admiring the night sky below. The whole painting looks very peaceful and tranquil.Su Yu picked up another one. There were several trees on this painting, and there were birds with their mouths open. It looked like an early morning scene.

It turns out that Song Qiu likes to draw these things. He loves nature and life so much, no wonder he is so enthusiastic about people.Thinking this way, Su Yu picked up another painting, but this painting was beyond Su Yu's expectation. Instead of the tranquility and peace he saw before, it made people feel suffocated and nervous.This painting shows a woman with blood in one eye, the other blocked, her slightly parted lips seem to want to say something, but can't.

Seeing this painting, Su Yu's first reaction was that it was not painted by Song Qiu, but might have been bought from other places.However, this idea changed when he picked up the painting he had seen before. For the first time, Su Yu knew that a painting had such different effects when viewed from the front, the back, and the side.The same night sky in another direction becomes the river of Styx leading to the other side, and the same tree branch in another direction becomes a sharp blade.

"So this is the real you? So the enthusiasm and sunshine are all illusions?" Su Yu put down the painting in his hand, a little hard to recover.Even knowing that this is not the real world, I still feel uncomfortable.People's emotions are so strange, even if they know it's fake, they still hope that the fake will match their own imagination.

Su Yu once again thought of the flowers next to the easel, which were lying on the ground in pieces. Su Yu picked them up silently, but found that the color of these flowers was the same as the color of the paint on Song Qiu's hands.Were the paints for the painting just now made of these flowers?But they looked more like they were crushed than smashed. Su Yu didn't dare to think about it for the time being, but continued to look at the paintings while walking in the studio.

Accidentally, Su Yu bumped into a box, the box fell to the ground, and the contents inside were also scattered.Su Yu hurriedly lowered her head to pick it up, but when she saw the things on the ground clearly, Su Yu was startled.All the photos and portraits of Li Changan fell on the ground.Su Yu picked it up and looked at it. The people in the photos didn't seem to know that they were being photographed. Sometimes it was a side profile, and sometimes there was only a back view.If there are other people in the photo, they will be blotted out.Those portraits seem to have been drawn by the person who talked about them based on their impressions, but it doesn't affect the completion of the paintings at all.It wasn't until this time that Su Yu realized that Song Qiu had always liked Li Changan.

"What are you looking at?" A voice came into Su Yu's ears. It turned out that Song Qiu had returned at this time, but Su Yu was too preoccupied to react.As soon as the voice fell, Su Yu felt a pain, and when she let go, the injured photos and portraits fell to the ground again.

"You can't touch this thing." Song Qiu said, but then chuckled again, "So you are also a person with supernatural abilities. It seems that using supernatural abilities in a hurry is indeed the right decision."

Su Yu saw that at some point, a bloodstain had appeared on his hand. "Do you also use wind blades?"

"Wind blade? No, my ability is a pen. Don't you see that the lines on your hand are drawn with a brush?" Song Qiu tilted his head and said, like an innocent child.

"So this is the real you? It was all your disguise before? What is your purpose for approaching me?" Su Yu asked.

"It should be the other way around, isn't it you who approached me first? Do you really understand what is the real me and what is the fake me?" Song Qiu still drove Su Yu with a smile on his face.

"What else are you hiding?" Su Yu avoided Song Qiu's question and continued to ask.

"What do you know? Are you sure that what you know now is all? Is it possible that even these are my disguise? Ah, but one thing is absolutely true, that is, I deeply love Li Changan, he It belongs to me, and it will always belong to me alone. You must also remember this, and you must never take away the chairman's sight."

Su Yu's back was covered with cold sweat: "So what do you want to do?"

"It's not what I want to do, but what you want to do, my dear Su Yu." Song Qiu walked up to Su Yu and smiled brightly like before, but this smile was like a devil in Su Yu's eyes. Because the pen in Song Qiu's hand was already on Su Yu's neck.

"I won't do anything, and I won't tell others about your affairs." Su Yu followed Song Qiu's movements, and moved his neck away from the pen slightly, and the silver thread in his hand was also ready.

"Really? If that's the case, we're still good friends. Are you still willing to be my friend?" Song Qiu put away his pen and looked at Su Yu with wide eyes.

Su Yu let out a breath, feeling that she had walked through the gate of hell, and her back was completely soaked.Facing Song Qiu's question, Su Yu forced a smile and responded, "Of course, we are still friends."

Looking at Song Qiu again, he returned to the sunny and cheerful look before, as if everything that happened just now was just an illusion.Maybe it's really an illusion, Su Yu thought.